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Before You Can Be Anything, You Have To Be Yourself. That's The Hardest Thing To Find.

The Way I See It, The Difference Between Farmers And Suburbanites Is The Difference In The Way We Feel About Dirt. To Them, The Earth Is Something To Be Respected And Preserved, But Dirt Gets No Respect. A Farmer Likes Dirt. Suburbanites Like To Get Rid Of It. Dirt Is The Working Layer Of Earth, And Dealing With Dirt Is As Much A Part Of Farm Life As Dealing With Manure. Neither Is User-friendly But Both Are Necessary.

Claudia Knew That She Could Never Pull Off The Old-fashioned Kind Of Running Away. That Is, Running Away In The Heat Of Anger With A Knapsack On Her Pack. She Didn't Like Discomfort; Even Picnics Were Untidy And Inconvenient: All Those Insects And The Sun Melting The Icing On The Cupcakes. Therefore, She Decided That Her Leaving Home Would Not Be Just Running From Somewhere But Would Be Running To Somewhere.

The Adventure Is Over. Everything Gets Over, And Nothing Is Ever Enough. Except The Part You Carry With You. It's The Same As Going On A Vacation. Some People Spend All Their Time On A Vacation Taking Pictures So That When They Get Home They Can Show Their Friends Evidence That They Had A Good Time. They Don't Pause To Let The Vacation Enter Inside Of Them And Take That Home.

There's Something Nice And Safe About Having Money.